Vera's eyes were wide, her voice trembling with shock as she stared at my throbbing cock. "Why is it so hard... even in front of me?" Her cheeks flushed crimson, her breath hitching as she glanced down again, her body trembling with a mix of humiliation and something darker—something needy.
I cleared my throat, my voice rough with embarrassment and arousal. "Well... I was about to find Ruth... to calm it down." My cock twitched at the memory, pre-cum dripping from the tip. "But Aunt Kerry called me out, so I followed her. Found Ruth was with you... and you needed my help, so..."
Vera's ass let out a sudden, wet fart, the sound obscene in the heavy silence. Her face burned with shame. "I'm sorry, Dexter..." she whimpered, her voice breaking. "Looks like I can't hold it—"
And then—
She started pushing.
